Tuesday, July 29, 2014

Silent Secrets - Preternatural Rescue Centre by Ellen Cross

Silent Secrets - Preternatural Rescue Centre book 6.

BlurbHow
did Dante find himself in this mess? First Grant creates a portal that
no living being can pass through—leaving Dante as the only one able to
cross it—but when Dante does, he finds his mate on the other side,
chained to the ground of a building that is seconds from collapsing on
top of them both.

Dante only has
two choices. Either he leaves his mate, or he takes him back through the
portal. Both will result in his mate's death. Before he can decide, his
inner vampire takes over, and helpless to stop it, his beast bleeds his
mate's life away...

Sonny has
been a servant his whole life, mute through circumstances of his birth.
With no ability to voice what he knows, and never having learned to
write, it goes unnoticed that he overhears more than he should.

Left
for dead when Sonny's master flees, death comes calling with glowing
red eyes and a deadly set of fangs. Funny thing though, as death swoops
in to take his life, Sonny could almost swear that he smells his mate...

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light filled the corner Sonny had just been in. Swirling black mist
accompanied it, but the dark crimson light began from the centre of the
mist, flickering and capturing his attention as it grew and took shape.
Within a few of Sonny's ragged breaths, a funnel of the constantly
churning radiance had taken over the corner of the room, large enough
that three men could walk into it side by side. From the centre of the
light, a dark spot formed, becoming larger as it took shape, until Sonny
could see it was in fact a figure, running through a long tunnel and
getting closer with each beat of his heart.Sonny's
feet refused to move, more shattering pops sounded throughout the
building, several large cement blocks ripping from above the doorway and
toppling to the ground not far from Sonny. More crashes and groans
echoed throughout the building as the structure gave way and slowly
crumpled. Throughout it all, Sonny's eyes remained on that figure, so
close now he could see its eyes, and the sight terrified him. The
creature—now a man, he could see—stepped from the light, sweeping the
room with those eyes. Brilliantly glowing like two blood-red stars, they
scanned the room before settling on him. Hell, was this man a demon?
Was that what the mark of death was? Surely he must be, to have eyes
like those. He was definitely male, the predatory vibration filling the
air from him, was heavily laden with male strength and determination.
Just Sonny's luck that he was the only one left, the only possible
outlet of this demon's ire. He could feel it, the pure anger vibrating
through the air with its presence.Another crash from
just outside the room sent Sonny sprawling to the floor, as the whole
entryway wall collapsed and the lights went out. He took only a second
to get to his knees, before hurrying to the only corner left available
to him, now that the swirling light and being took up one, the bed
another, and the remaining two little more than rubble. Magic filled the
air, making it so thick, it prickled at his skin and sweat beaded along
his forehead and top lip, despite the chill to the room.The demon spoke. "What is happening?"Sonny wouldn't have answered, even if he could.More
booms, and the floor cracked down the middle, the side closest to the
door tilted wildly. Sonny flattened himself to the wall. There was
nowhere for him to run, not with half the room about to go and the
creature against the other half of his side of the room. Sonny was
trapped, and unfortunately for him, the bolt that fastened to his chain
sat directly under that strange light. In fact, the demon, straddled the
chain as he stood over it.The demon took a step toward
Sonny. Between the dust filling the air, the darkness of the mist, and
zero lighting, all Sonny could see were those eyes. There was no way he
was going to let that creature near him. He braced himself against the
corner, leaning his backside against it and spreading his legs for
stability. The dagger was still in his hand, thankfully, and he lifted
it to his chest, pressing the tip directly over his heart and bunched
his muscles for the thrust, he needed.The creature growled, its eyes flaring even brighter and illuminating the room in that unearthly glow."No!"
It screamed, before vanishing into a dark blur. The breath was knocked
out of Sonny, as he was pushed, spinning on his soft-soled boots as a
pair of arms wrapped around his waist, pulling him back against a warm
wall of muscle, and shoving the dagger down and away from his chest."You will not die at your own hand!"Too
late, Sonny thought. I'm going to die anyway. He relaxed in the demon's
arms a brief moment, just long enough that the grip it had on him
loosened a little. The second it did, Sonny twisted the hand he held the
dagger in, out of the demon's fist, and swung it up, hard, aiming
straight for his own heart. Funny, in this last moment of his life, he
almost swore he could smell his mate.